I sat down to write a short post and looked over at Lucy, who is sitting on the rug in the living room. He has his paws tucked under him and his back legs are up a bit, and truthfully, he resembles the turkey I seasoned yesterday. As much as I get angry at the poor beast (who yes, woke me up again, at 4:30 this morning), I would never mistake him for the bird when it comes time for cooking. Or would I?
Take that scary thought with you this Thanksgiving and I hope you have super happy one!